"It's tough! Some kind of raid in the dungeon, and Sir Lloyd and two soldiers are seriously wounded!

"When did you sneak into the castle... The Raiders are still in the castle! Close all castle gates immediately!

"Though the two soldiers have nothing else to say about their lives, Sir Lloyd is in a situation where the wounds are deep and dangerous......! Have you got a medical officer yet?!?

"Reports of Hamill squad engaging a man near the West Gate came in! The deputy captain was also headed to the west gate. We have to hurry, too!

"I will report to you. The man was surrounded by the Kingsguard Knights and harmed himself with his own sword. And Sir Lloyd..., Sir Lloyd's death has been confirmed by the medical officer. Oh, my God. Now there is no longer the art of exploring those who pull their hands in neighbouring countries -"

With the death of Lloyd Sutherland, the conspiracy and counter-insurgency waged by one of the kingdom's finest houses abruptly reversed the curtain. The Duke's body was secretly handed over to the Sutherland family after being quantified by the Knights. Although it was largely unenforceable because it was after it was revealed that it was secretly connected to a neighboring country, the funeral was already done, he said.

The man who made Lord Lloyd the deceased - I couldn't figure out who the man who harmed himself in front of the Knights was after all. From the timing of his aim at the Duke, there is no doubt that senior officials from neighboring countries who had been through with Lloyd released assassins for mouth sealing.

But now that the Duke had lost his life and the man had harmed himself, there was no hand left to reveal the high-ranking officials of the neighbouring country who would be the mastermind. Neither did the pledge revealed by Liddy and the auxiliary room reveal itself until who Lloyd's collaborators were.

That way, only a great scar was left in the kingdom. The angry people who have lost sight of the pillars, the good enemies, the places where flesh parents should be taken away and directed, still cannot resist the course of time.

Alicia was the only one who couldn't take the next step as everyone began to move forward to fill the holes.

From that day forward - Lloyd lying in a cold, unusual way and Liddy crying by pushing her voice to death - Alicia's heart was as if it had gone empty.

When you stick a spear at someone, you need to be prepared for it.

The wise princess had understood the matter well since she decided to charge the Duke.

That's why she came to the Council of Privy Councils for the second time with the thought of cutting herself off, and she vowed to herself that she would have to continue to shoulder that responsibility for changing the fate of a large number of humans involved in the Lloyd, Liddy and Sutherland families.

But I never thought it would end this way.

My body, my head, is heavy and carefree.

Only the pain of stabbing the chest sharply afflicts the princess as all five senses dull as if they were in a dream. If it was all just a dream, how good would it have been? When such thoughts blurred the corner of her head, Ani, the samurai, carried news of her visitors.

Over the past few days, Alicia has been confined mostly to her own room.

That's partly because she was significantly ill herself, and partly because she didn't feel like face-to-face with anyone. I'm sorry, but he also refused to see Clovis, who seems to have visited me many times.

Only King James, among other things, could Alicia refuse entry. Instead, "I don't want to see anyone now," he tells them through his samurai, but he appears before Alicia with an unknown face. There was a verse where the two samurai were inviting their father kings inside because of what they thought.

"I'm not looking very good today."

Looking at Alicia, who woke her body up on the bed, King James clouded her people-loving round face. Alicia was also aware that she was looking terrible, so she lowered her eyes softly instead of answering.

King James thus visited Alicia's room a few times a day, telling us a lame story about the movement after the incident. That's how he was informed that Lloyd's funeral had gone down and that the future treatment of the Duke of Sheraford's territory was being consolidated.

I can see from sewing in between and showing my face even though I would be busy, that my father is deeply guided about me. Alicia felt guilty that one of herself could not step forward.

"I'm sorry, father. Me..."

"Stop. There's nothing Shea needs to apologize for."

"But"

To his daughter, King James showed her index finger once. When Alicia stared at her father in trouble, King James gently lowered his back near his daughter.

"Fine, Shea. Let's talk about it today."

"I've been talking to your father."

"Uhm. Of course I am, but let's talk more deeply today"

What do you think? Alicia nodded a little lost to the king. Then King James smiled to reassure his daughter, then glanced straight at Alicia with almond-colored eyes.